Su Han could see nothing but a blinding golden light. The world spun around him, making him so dizzy his vision blurred, and the discomfort was unbearable.
After an indeterminate amount of time, the golden light dissipated. His body stabilized, and Su Han found himself inside the Dragon Palace Ruins.
Looking around, he saw not a vast ocean, but land. At a glance, it was an expansive, boundless ancient continent with towering old trees and mountains that reached into the clouds. The landscape was ancient and weathered, as if he had returned to the Barbaric Era.
Su Han looked up at the sky to see no sun or moon, only a hazy, indistinct fog. He had no idea what lay above.
"Dragon's Might!"
Su Han's body felt heavy, and his expression turned grave. An invisible Dragon's Might permeated the world, subjecting him to immense pressure. It was similar to Xuan Song's Origin Technique, albeit slightly weaker.
